It was late at night. After some exchanges with Feng Ying, Bailang suddenly realized that he had found a way forward. He left the Rogge camp alone and stepped into the safe zone where the undead were rampant under the dark red night sky.
He put the earphones into his ears, tightened his collar, grabbed a cup of hot coffee, listened to the brisk Funk tune, swayed his head to the rhythm, his hair was blown by the night wind, and walked alone through the crowd of people who kept waving their claws.
Zombie welcome avenue.
Gently pushing aside the claws of corpses blocking his body, Lang's shoulders swayed as he passed by zombies one after another. He smiled and greeted them who worked hard to guard the main road of the camp 24 hours a day, and finally disappeared when the street lights went out.
The end of the road.
Being so ostentatious in the market naturally attracted the attention of little monsters and beasts.
But unfortunately, this place is still in a safe zone, and there are no dangerous monsters. Even though his hearing has been immersed in the strong rhythmic music, his sensory data is still not covered. He pulled out a pistol from his waist with his left hand, without even aiming.
, pull the trigger towards the five o'clock direction behind you, blowing up a sneaky beast and scaring away countless weaklings around you.
When Bailang swayed all the way, he drank up the coffee in his hand and threw it away, the person had already walked out of the safety zone, and not far from the opposite side, there happened to be a large group of monsters, surging uneasily under the scarlet moonlight, pairs of monsters.
The glowing eyes pointed at himself.
Faced with such a terrifying scene, Bai Lang couldn't feel any emotion in his heart, but instead he was filled with excitement and endless fighting spirit!
He just pressed the remote control in his hand slightly, and screams came from the opposite side. Then he pressed it continuously, and the monster community opposite began to commotion, and finally realized the serious question of 'Who is the father?'
That’s right, this ‘monster gang’ with more than 50 people in it and whose aura alone makes nearby monsters afraid to approach is the thriving ‘Wild Healing Church’.
Twenty meters away, four powerful warlords, under the command of the 'quasi-Yadaime Fukimaru', rushed over carrying the 'Evil Totem' they had not seen for a long time.
Bai Lang glanced coldly at this rare super-large group of fallen demons. Instead of talking nonsense, he switched to "Superstar in Troubled Times" for himself. Then he turned around gracefully, his hair swaying in the biting wind, and twisted his waist to step onto the road.
On an empty road, in the self-hypnotic sound of BGM, I strode forward without looking back, and walked out of a domineering posture that disowned my relatives!
Behind him, dozens of fallen demons of all sizes followed spontaneously.
At this moment, the stingy Bailang also spent a little bit of his 'power of faith', and with the help of the cross 'faith server' behind him, he shared the spiritual link with all the 'healing believers' and shared and played "Superstar in Troubled Times" in his skull, and instantly he had a very special feeling.
Same momentum!
This group of fallen demons from another world cannot understand Cantonese at all and cannot understand the profound artistic conception. However, the passionate and high-pitched music melody can be heard and felt by all intelligent beings in the universe. This phenomenon is called 'empathy'!
The next second, the storm is all-powerful, and Lang is free to rush forward, with the fallen demons behind him all looking up to him; the storm is all-powerful, and Lang never needs to look back. The world is turned upside down, and Lang decides to write the law that will heal the church...
Behind the leading brother who walked with wind, there was a large group of people with extraordinary momentum, like a club going to the next block for an outing. Their eyes were like unruly wild wolves, and they were carrying swords, guns, swords, halberds, pots and pans in their hands, forming a wave.
The mighty torrent shocked the whole world!
Countless monsters nearby were forced back by this invincible momentum, hiding in corners and shivering, not daring to offend.
(Note: This place is outside the safe zone and is full of low-level garbage. Lang has become truly invincible!)
In the group of fallen demons behind him, the governors, wizards, and other strong men including Fukimaru had all been implanted with 'pacemakers', so they didn't have to worry about betrayal at all.
And those new members of the Sinking Demon who later joined the Healing Church and successfully escaped Bailang's "surgical clutches" and did not accept the ruthless beatings of reality, all of them had a ferocious light in their eyes, trying to sneak up on this seemingly arrogant human being from behind, but they were killed.
The companions around him beat him wildly, and he quickly lost his mind and got to know his father passively.
There is a reason why the magic number assembled this time is so small.
When Bai Lang listened to Feng Ying's teachings, he also communicated his "cross" and issued an order to the Healing Church. When the big boss started talking, Ma Zai ran and broke his legs. A large number of believers got up from their beds and rushed forward without fear of life and death. Finally, with
The heads subdued three burly and strong 'green undead'.
As a price, a large number of young men were seriously injured and were abandoned in abandoned factories to recuperate. However, the mazai who still maintained their vitality came out to greet the big man. At this moment, with the explosive music, Lang led the young men to the bottom of a building where the big man was building and looked up at him.
Looking at this building several hundred meters high.
Because of the lack of electricity, Bailang, the all-powerful superstar in troubled times, had to climb the stairs on his own two feet.
After ten minutes of climbing, Bailang, encouraged by the BGM, took the lead in reaching the top. This is the tallest building nearby, with a full 50 floors, and is perfect for stealing secrets.
…
The core of "Stealing Heaven's Secret" is to perform extremely sexy operations in a near-death state!
For ordinary people, when you are truly put to death and infinitely close to death, your personal time speed will slow down and enter a state similar to 'bullet time', and then your potential will be squeezed out like a volcanic eruption.
Chengren’s method of practicing magic.
On the fringe of high-level officials, a life-or-death fight is the cheapest and easiest option to get the conditions together.
But don’t think that everyone who tries to ‘steal secrets’ can just stand on the edge of a tall building and box for a night like the protagonist in the novel. This is simply nonsense.
The true picture of magic practice is that the legs are too weak and the feet are too weak to stand firmly, and then they shrink back timidly, accounting for about 60%; and then 35% break through the fear barrier, bravely take that step, and start practicing boxing, because
If you fall for various reasons, you will fall to your death.
The remaining 5% of practitioners, who have gone through many battles and are as steady as an old dog, can dance ballet against the wind on the edge of the rooftop, but is that the end? Of course not! How can a person walk along the river without getting his shoes wet?
Human beings are inherently fallible animals, and there is absolutely no such thing as perfection. After a night of boxing, you must be highly focused at all times. How can you not slip your feet for such a long time? So... bang!
Therefore, the correct way to open the 'Stealing Secret'... is to throw them all to death!
The protagonists who can survive and break through are all fake. They don’t break through the limit by strength, but by plug-ins! It depends on the author! Such people, even if they don’t pretend to be gold-plated on the edge of the rooftop, still have hundreds of adventures to complete upgrades and breakthroughs
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This kind of 'stealing secret' has no soul!
However, Brother Lang is different. He has reached where he is today thanks to his hard work and hard work that is a hundred times better than others. This is true talent and learning! Lang has come to this day step by step, and he has made it up by hard work and money! The foundation is indestructible, no one can
Accusing him of this, he is fighting for his life and never cheats!
The protagonist who has not fallen to his death is still qualified to steal secrets?!
The protagonist who has never fallen to death is also called a thief of heaven?!
And Lang, with the consciousness of breaking the cauldron and trying the law with his life, set foot on this strange rooftop!
